A Pulsating Glimpse

Upon a road as I walked
There a path lay there
Like a slain lover appeased
It was a lean only for a feet dear
Many travelled in hope
Trading will go well in a toil

So many things we dream
Are but a fraction of what we are

Afar stood an image house
Sculpture of a painting heart
Designed to fit for a head to house
Well tutored to warm the Hart
That thirst it’s way here
And hunger for fire and cloud

So many investors
Created but a fraction of what they can

My heart pounding
Gasping from the fear of finishing
This journey has made me pirate
On the sea of passionate compassionate
As I stood at last amazed
Breath to breath with this pulsating lips

I saw God!
I held God.

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